The Mystery of the Griefer's Mark: An Unofficial Gamer?s Adventure, Book Two

Summary

Steve is back and ready for more adventures! But this time the excitement lands closer to home. While walking home from the village, Steve is surprised to hear a loud BOOM! When he returns home, he finds his wheat farm destroyed and a huge crater where the wheat once grew. And his diamond sword is missing! Steve believes it’s the act of a griefer with a lot of TNT. Devastated, Steve wants to rebuild and find his sword, but with his wheat destroyed, he must call on old friends to help him.

All together again, Lucy, Max, and Henry tell harrowing stories of their treasure hunts and conquests, and Steve discusses his strategy for rebuilding. They all go to sleep, excited to begin their plans; but when they wake up, Henry is missing! Looking for Henry in the village, two of Steve’s neighbors, Kyra and Adam, have been targeted as well: Kyra’s barn was flooded with lava, and Adam’s friend Thomas is missing too!

Who is the griefer terrorizing Steve and the villagers? And how will Steve find the resources to rebuild his prosperous farm? With suspicion circulating and no answers to be found, Steve finds himself wrongly suspected of these crimesand so he must discover who the mischievous griefer is before something even worse happens.

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The Mystery of the Griefer's Mark - Winter Morgan

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TNT, CRATERS, AND GRIEFERS

It was a quiet morning as Steve walked through the local village toward Eliot the Blacksmith’s shop to trade his wheat for emeralds. Steve had an abundance of wheat because his farm was thriving. Steve loved knowing his supply of wheat could provide him with all the necessities to survive in Minecraft.

Are you going to use these emeralds to decorate your house? asked Eliot the Blacksmith.

Steve smiled. How did you know? Steve really enjoyed using the emeralds to decorate the walls of his home. He loved the way the green blocks highlighted the grey stone walls. But he also knew that if he kept the emeralds, he could use them to trade with other villagers. Thanks for the emeralds, he said. I’ll invite you over soon so you can see how they look.

Steve waved goodbye.

On the village street, Steve ran into his neighbor Adam. Look at all those emeralds, Adam remarked.

Yes, I just traded them for wheat.

Well, if you’d like to trade the emeralds, I have a lot of new potions. Adam opened up his chest to display bottles of potions.

Adam was an alchemist who lived with his friend Thomas, an explorer. They were good neighbors to have when you were in trouble because Adam had so many useful potions and Thomas was skillful at fighting off creepers. Luckily Steve hadn’t needed their help yet.

No, thank you. I don’t need any potions, said Steve.

Adam wasn’t going to take no for an answer. Really? You don’t want a potion of water breathing? If you get stuck in water, you can still breathe.

I’m never near water. It wouldn’t come in handy, said Steve.

What about a splash potion of slowness? You can use that on your enemies. Do you have any in your inventory? You can really get hurt if somebody attacks you, and it comes in very handy for slowing them down.

Steve thought about his inventory. He didn’t have many potions, if any at all. He remembered battling a witch with his friends, Henry, Max, and Lucy, and they had used potions to help them win the battle. The potions had been essential in fighting off the witch.

Steve took out the emeralds. Okay, Adam, he said. I’ll take the potion of slowness. I hear there is one that lasts eight minutes.

Yes, it does last that long, and you’re in luck because I happen to have it on hand.

As Steve handed the minerals to Adam, he hoped he wouldn’t regret this trade.

Adam looked through his chest filled with potions. That’s odd. I thought I had a lot more potions in this chest. I know I had at least three bottles of the potion of weakness, but now I only have one.

Do you think somebody is stealing your potions?

I hope not, but it looks like that is happening. Adam looked through his chest one more time. Oh no! I don’t have any bottles of the potion of harming. I had six yesterday.

Maybe you traded them and forgot, suggested Steve.

No, I keep a log of all the potions I’ve sold. Someone is stealing from me!

Who would do something like that? Steve asked as Adam handed him the potion of weakness.

Adam was angry; he had worked hard to brew all these potions, and he didn’t want anybody stealing them. I bet it’s a griefer, he said.

A griefer? Steve felt bad for Adam. And he was also worried about himself. If the griefer was attacking his neighbor, he could be next.

Yes, how else would the potions go missing? asked Adam.

Steve pointed to a piece of wool on the ground next to Adam’s chest. Look at that. Did you drop wool?

No, said Adam as he picked up the wool and broke it in half. That’s odd.

As Steve made his way through the grassy path, he thought about the griefer who had stolen Adam’s potions. He wondered if he knew who the griefer was and why that person would steal.

Boom! Steve heard a blast coming from the distance.

Ka-Boom! There was a second blast. Steve sprinted. The sound came from the direction of his wheat farm. He raced toward his home. As he approached, he saw his ocelot, Snuggles, and heard her meowing, but he didn’t see his dog, Rufus.

Rufus, Steve called out, but Rufus didn’t come. He called to Rufus again but again Rufus didn’t come. Steve was worried about his dog. He walked to his wheat farm and saw Rufus standing by a large crater.

Rufus! Steve called out joyfully. As the dog approached, Steve was horrified to see an enormous crater behind him. Someone had blown a large hole on Steve’s property. He stared at the hole wondering who would have done this to him, but he was grateful that Rufus and Snuggles didn’t get hurt in the explosion. It took a moment for Steve to realize his wheat farm had been destroyed. All his hard work was ruined in one blast. He couldn’t imagine how much TNT somebody must have used to blow up his wheat farm.

Nervously, Steve entered his home slowly, looking for TNT in every corner. He was glad his home was